Chapter 2 – Your turn
(Two weeks later)
The weather outside has taken on a deep chill, there's still no snow on Ponyville’s ground yet. But a thick layer of frost always cakes the windows of the house when you wake up and the hardwood floor always sends a reminded to your hooves when you get up.
Luckily though you're still curled up in your bed with your front hooves draped around the warm mare. It use to be that she would steal your body heat in the winter...However now the shoe is on the other hoof. Lately you've nicknamed Twilight your bed warmer, not really the best move seeing as how the mare has had a little bit of trouble trying to get rid of her baby weight.
To you though the extra weight doesn't matter. Really Twilight's reaction to it is funny, you would think Twilight would understand weight she's had for an extended pregnancy wouldn't come off from only a few weeks. But off course she doesn't want to believe you, note to self, intelligence increased to thirty.
The thought brings a dumb smile to your closed eyed face, although it's bittersweet seeing as how it's just a reminder that you never fell into a deep sleep last night.
A faint whimper cry flickers your ear as you clench your eyes a little tighter. However despite your own desire your mind begins to race as your parental instincts begin to turn your hearing into more of super hero like qualities.
Sure enough not even a moment later you hear the sound, "Waaahh..."
A faint sigh comes to your body as you just wait it out for a moment, the cry was not loud enough to be considered a problem...but in the moment you waited no relief comes as you hear the sound of the little colt in his crib starting to shift.
To the sound a groggy and faint voice comes up next to you, "...Your turn."
"Mhm..." You crack your eyes open to the room as you take on a new thought, no....You look around the dark room as you realize something, it's not morning.
With another sigh you take your hooves from Twilight's warm frame as you rub your hooves to your eyes and begin to sit up in the bed. From your shifting Twilight starts to pull the covers a little closer to herself as she cocoons herself.
As you take your hooves from your face and your eyes adjust you realize you're able to change your previous thought, it's not morning but it's not completely dark in the room...Which is weird seeing as how the moon nor the sun is viable from the window, but you've learned just to not question things that happen in your life.
You move from the bed as you place your hooves to the cold wood floor, "Alright..."
The shifting in the crib gets a little louder as you near the white wood crib that sits against the wall, you start up up a little bit of your magic as you use it to light your stare into the crib. However as the room takes on a faint purple glow that stems from your coat you start up your mind with a new thought, firebending shape shifting alien librarian bad ass super pony...and now i'm a walking night light.
In the light of your magic you notice the dark cream colt's pink eyes staring back to you with a happy smile that's creeped across his face.
You give a little smirk as you bend your right hoof over the crib’s wall and scoop the little colt into your hold, "Well you don't smell...And your not wet."
A faint baby like sound stems from the colt in your hold as he squirms a little, not wanting to test your juggling ability you quickly move your flank to the foot of the bed as you set the diaper wearing colt down next to you.
To the weight on the bed you feel Twilight's body shift a little, which brings a devious thought to your mind as you smile and start up your own baby like banter to the colt, "Let's ask mommy what you want."
Aerolight doesn't nod or move to your words, instead his pink eyed clueless baby like stare holds as his smile grows to your voice.
However you begin to command your foal army as you slowly move from the bed and start to entice the little colt to follow your order of attack up the bed. All the while holding close to the bed incase the young colt's baby like trot goes lop sided.
For a moment Aerolight doesn't move but the small colt slowly comes to his hooves as the wobbly baby like trot comes up as he follows after you from your side of the bed.
As you reach where Twilight's mane picks from the bed you slowly ease your front legs into the bed while you begin to lower your magic.
"Hey Twilight..." You hold your smile as you turn your gaze to the lavender mare's mane.
Your words turn Aerolight's head as the colt's trot turns to Twilight's head, within the second the colt has sat himself next to her head as he begins to tug and play in the mare's mane.
A faint sigh and giggle comes up from Twilight as she slowly starts to turn herself around to the colt's face, "I guess somepony is ready to get up hmm?"
Her voice much like the way you feel is tired but cheerful as she looks to the small colt. No reply comes from Areolight as he just wiggles his front hooves to Twilight.
Another faint giggle comes from Twilight as she turns to the window, "Well...It looks likes it's five o'clock...That's later than yesterday." As her words end she quickly moves from the bed as she moves her right front hoof to scoop up the colt, "Lets get you ready."
You watch as Twilight moves from the bed as you finally bring your spell into action to the bed that now starts to become made. However the sound of Twilight's hooves stop as her voice comes back to the room, "Might as well see if Violet wants to get up." You nod your head to the words as you finish your spell and begin to trot towards the door.
Twilight turns towards the bathroom with the foal in her hold as you turn towards the last door on the right. You pause for a moment as you quietly try to open it as you bring your voice up in a faint whisper, "Hey Violet do you want-..." Your voice comes to an end as you blink to the light purple mare that has her head poked out the window.
However to the sound of your words to the young mare turns quickly as she jerks her head back into the room with a stare almost like a deer caught in headlights...You may not fully understand your own thought but you speak up with a confused laugh anyways, "W-what are you doing Violet?"
The room has taken on a chill from the open window which slightly sends a shiver around your body, Violet doesn't seem to take notice to the change in temperature though as she draws your attention to the glass jar she has in her low blue magical hold.
You stare to the small cloud peice that hovers just above the bottom of the glass as Violet's hooves start up.
To the motions you nod your head as you repeat her, "Cold air keeps the cloud peice healthy?" You squint to the comment as the light purple mare nods her head and recaps the jar.
Another laugh comes from you as you speak up, "Clouds can be healthy?"
Violet nods her head as she floats the jar back to the dresser where the other two jars sit, you follow the jar for a second as your eyes lock to the multicolored mane that sits in the other as your early morning mind begins to remind you as to why your daughter has these random jars, "Do you know how to keep Celestia's mane healthy?"
Your words peek the mare's interest as she cocks her head and waits, however you give a little smile as you speak up, "You see how they're not doing anything?..." Violet blinks to your comment as you nod your head, "Just keep doing that."
Your joke rolls Violet's eyes but a smile comes from her as her horn's glow subsides.
"Alright well if you're getting up come on, if not don't sleep with the window open...You'll get a cold." You don't wait for an answer as you turn your trot out of the room.
Violet nods her head too your words, but she doesn't really pay it much mind. Last night didn't bring a good night sleep for the young mare and the only reason she got any kind of rest was because of the calm cool early winter breeze that rolled into her room from the window she had opened.
However despite Violet’s own thoughts she ends up closing the window like you asked.
She doesn't immediately follow after you as she turns towards the door, instead she floats an untied bright blue bow from it's spot in front of the jars. As she floats the bow to her tail she looks over her tomboyish relaxed mane as she makes sure it at least looks like she cares about her mane.
Your voice comes back into Violet's room from the hall as you speak up to the other closed door, "Spike are you get-..." Your words are cut off as the little dragon calls back from behind the door.
"NO, it's cold!"
As Spike's slightly muffled words come down Violet starts her trot up out of the room as she follows after you.
End of chapter 2